Chapter 617

“We want a refund!”

The tourists began protesting.

The personnel in charge announced loudly, “There’s been an emergency on the premises. Please keep a hold on your tickets from today and you’ll be granted free access in three days!”

After being provided with a response that satisfied them, the tourists finally quieted down and left in groups of twos and threes.

The person in charge mopped the sweat from their forehead.

He felt unbelievably panicked.

Who had killed the people at Purple Church?

Dominic Carter?

That seemed unlikely. After all, he was the one who had them kicked out in the first place.

Besides, Sir Carter was treated relatively well back then. He had no reason to kill everyone in Purple Church.

While he was still puzzled over that, a black-colored Volkswagen

Phaeton pulled to a stop by the curb

The doors opened, and a man dressed in a pink suit stepped out.

A glint immediately appeared in Natalia’s eyes.

“Wow, that guy is good-looking!”

to bet he’s got a six-pack underneath those flamboyant-looking clothes?”

time for Natalia’s

thoughts were

for the day without warning

now, it was highly likely something had

suspicious-looking just now because she had been busy having fun with

doubt Nash would blame her.

man in the pink suit strode toward them. He had a slender physique and seemed to be about six feet tall.

changed to give off ‘girl-next-door’

and trusted her beauty alone was enough to attract the man’s attention.

charge. He asked in a cold voice, “Why didn’t you inform me of

when she heard his

men like him were exactly her type.

Norman… things were so hectic that I… I

the

take up a lot of

I won’t repeat

in charge cradled his face in his hands, too

then, Nash emerged from

eyes to stare at Nash as he asked,

“And you’re Floret Norman?”

“What the fuck?”

“Floret Norman?”

Natalia was stunned.

image of him was

name did not suit

my grandfather’s nickname

look appeared on the man’s face as

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